Chapter 3 Quickly pack up and run
Several people are now sitting on a straw mat in the house.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pack up your things and run, the country is about to perish, what are you still talking about?"

Everyone in the Jiang family: "..."

"No, Dad, don't get excited, sit down first. We are newcomers, we don't know where we are, how can we run? We have to add up first." Jiang Ma hurriedly stopped.

"That's right, Dad, even if we want to run, we have to prepare first, don't we have our belongings?" Dad Jiang also said.

"Well, yes, let's plan first." Grandpa sat down.

"Dad, tell me what's going on in our house now," he looked around the dilapidated house, a little worried.

"Here, my name is Jiang Yang, and your mother's name is Jin. My surname is Jiang, and your grandfather is also your grandfather, named Zhou. Because they are not nobles, they only have first names, but no surnames. An An's name is Jiang Rao, and Xiao Yu It's called Jiang Yu,"

"The Jiang family is a small nobleman in the Song Dynasty, but it has already declined, and the family population is small, including five or sixty members.

I'm the youngest son of the Jiang clan chief, but I'm not popular, I'm probably a playboy.

The family has a few farms and pastures outside the city, and the scale is not large. There are many merchants from the Song Dynasty, and the family also has some businesses, but we can't get involved in that business, and it's my elder brother who is in charge of it.

Basically, everyone in the Jiang family relies on the business in the hands of the elder brother to support them.

The family kept less than two hundred private soldiers and hundreds of slaves.I watched the lives of the majority ethnic groups living tight.

By the way, this is not our home.This is an annex of the family in the city, and the caravans in the family will stop here to store goods and so on. "

"Let me just say, this house is too dilapidated, and there is nothing there yet." Jiang Anrao said.

"Don't tell me, our own house is not much better than this." Jiang Ma said coldly from the side.

"what?"

"Your father didn't talk about the main points for a long time. If the family is not the family, I will talk about it later. I guess he is too embarrassed to talk about himself!" Jiang Ma smiled and looked at Jiang Dad, and turned to complain to her daughter and son.

"Our family is said to be aristocratic, but you know that the patriarch has a bunch of sons, only the eldest one, and the whole family depends on others for support.

Your dad is a piece of shit right now.He has no skills and is not sweet, and your grandfather doesn't like to talk to him, so he is very poor.

Then he likes to gamble, he fights cocks and horses with others every day.If you have a little money, you come out to gamble. If you lose it all, you can only sell it. If you have nothing to sell, you have to go home and eat and drink.

Do you know what we are here for? "

"What?"

"Your father made an appointment to gamble with someone."

"Then why is our whole family here?"

Father Jiang Jiang Ruoyang: "..."

Seeing that the whole family was not looking at him well, Father Jiang had no choice but to tell the truth.

This Jiang Yang made a gambling appointment with someone, and brought his only wife and two children, just in case, to cover his gambling debts.

As for grandpa, he felt that the situation was not good, and he was afraid that Jiang Yang would harm his daughter, so he followed him all the way.

"..."

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

"Don't look at me like that. The original owner did it, not me. How could I do such a thing as a seller!"

Father Jiang was wronged to death.

"Okay, we can't impose the unsuccessful crime on Dad, he is indeed innocent." Jiang Anrao was the first to soften his heart and speak for Dad.

Then, when Dad Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say that it still had to be my "little padded jacket", he made another knife,

"He is the weakest in our family's force value. It's not sure who will sell it when he sees the real chapter! He won't be so overwhelmed."

Both Jiang Ma and Grandpa nodded after saying a word.

Father Jiang: "..."

have been hurt.

A few people were talking, and suddenly there was a voice shouting from outside:

"Jiang Yang! Jiang Yang! Jiang Yang She'er! Where have you been hiding!"

"Dad, someone scolded you." Jiang Anrao reported.Sheer, isn't that what my son meant?

Father Jiang is ready:

"It's over, what should we do? It must be that Diao Hua who made an appointment to gamble with Jiang Yang is here! Jiang Yang is crazy this time, he bet with him quite big!"

"Dad, don't panic. It's okay, we can protect you." Jiang Chiyu said very filially.

When Jiang Ruoyang heard it, yes, there are five members of the family, except him who can fight everyone, maybe they can't fight, so it's okay to take him away.Well, don't worry.

Still shouting outside, Jiang Ruoyang adjusted his posture and walked out first.

"Here, stop shouting!"

Jiang Anrao and the others also walked out together, and saw a short, black man standing in the courtyard, followed by four or five men in coarse clothes.

The Jiang family couldn't help but look at one of the big men.Not only because he is tall and wears a long sword, but also because of his imposing manner.

Except for Jiang's father, the others immediately judged that this person is good at kung fu.

Jiang Anrao sneaked up behind his father and asked softly:

"Dad, what did you bet with him this time?"

"Skills..."

The so-called martial arts is a martial arts contest.

"Haha, little Jiang Yang, this man is the warrior I found with a lot of money; where is your warrior? Why don't you come out and see him!"

This short and dark man was Diao Hua, at this time Diao Hua waved his hands proudly compared to the tall man with a sword, folded his arms again, and waited for Father Jiang to reply.

Jiang Ruoyang: "Well. He hasn't arrived yet..."

"Hahahahaha!" Diao Hua looked up to the sky and laughed, "Jiang Yang, is your warrior afraid?"

Father Jiang: "..."

"dad?"

Father Jiang turned around helplessly, and whispered to his family:
"Jiang Yang met a person by chance yesterday, he saw his sword, and guessed that he might be very skilled, a master, so he agreed to let that person come here early this morning, and let him represent himself to compete in martial arts.

He doesn't even know what the man's name is and where he lives..."

Jiang Chiyu: "So, that person might let you go?"

Papa Jiang nodded.

Jiang Chiyu folded his arms: "It's okay, if it's a big deal, I'll go."

The whole family nodded.

They had great confidence in Jiang Chiyu.

Unfortunately, Brother "Master" didn't give Jiang Chiyu a chance to stand out. While they were talking, someone walked in with a sword.

It was a middle-aged man about 1.7 meters five, about 30 years old, also dressed in coarse linen, with deep features, thick eyebrows and a high nose, and a tough outline.

Jiang Anrao instantly understood why Jiang Yang thought this person was a master. It was really because the height of the middle-aged man was so outstanding in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The middle-aged man came in and took a look at everyone present, then pursed his lips and looked at Father Jiang.

"Someone is here."

Diao Hua let out a "huh".

Father Jiang: "Ah..."

Jiang Anrao and Jiang Chiyu looked at each other.

When this man stood in a row with Diao Hua, he was a head taller than Diao Hua; Diao Hua had a round face and a slightly fat body, while he had deep features and a thin body.

It looks more imposing than the swordsman brought by Diao Hua.

"Hmph! I don't know if it's not useful!" Diao Hua obviously noticed this too, and snorted sourly.

Seeing people coming, Father Jiang didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief, or let his son play just to be on the safe side.

(End of this chapter)

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